Chapter 229: Cannot Become a Buddha

The Buddha's Palace.

The fight between Fahai and the old monk became more and more intense.

One was a Buddhist genius, and the other was a Bodhisattva incarnation.

He could easily use various Buddhist magic methods, which made the surrounding monks intoxicated and less hostile to Fahai.

The old monk had been comprehending Buddhism for three hundred years, and had even achieved Nirvana three times. Fahai was only thirty years old, but they were evenly matched.

The Buddha's son Miaozhi noticed something strange, and with a thought, the old monk's Dharma changed.

"Infinite life!"

The infinite Buddha light turned into a swastika Dharma seal, knocking the seven-treasure golden tower away.

The old monk took advantage of the situation and approached, pinching the white lotus seal with his hand, hitting Fahai in the face.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Fahai's face did not change, and four arms stretched out from behind, pinching seals in pairs.

The upper one was the white lotus seal, the lower one was the killing seal, and the two arms in the middle were shaped like blades and killed fiercely...

"Death to the evildoers!"

Fahai shouted, and the three Buddhist seals hit the old monk's head and confidant in three vital places.

Boom!

The hall shook, and the divine light of blessing from the Buddha statue seemed to be about to break.

"Immeasurable..."

The old monk's voice stopped abruptly, and his figure turned into white lotuses and drifted away with the wind like a dream bubble.

The hall was silent.

The White Lotus sect members who were mixed in with the monks did not dare to make any sound. As long as they were not blind, they could find that the old monk's death was too strange.

The body turned into a white lotus and went with the wind...

This scene was very familiar. The White Lotus sect, the great enemy of Buddhism, had such a strange scene after the death of its high-level members.

"Amitabha!"

Fahai chanted the Buddha's name, put away his arms behind his back, and walked slowly towards the Buddha's son.

"Monster! Why don't you show your true form?"

"Not bad, not bad! It's worthy of being the flesh body that I like, and it can actually break a strand of clone."

Mage Miaozhi stood up, clapped his hands and praised: "It is said that in ancient times, there was a legend of killing immortals with mortals, and the mage has already had three points of magic."

While speaking, Master Miaozhi's body shape changed, his head grew black hair, his male appearance changed into a female, and his chest muscles bulged.

When the voice fell, he changed from a Buddhist to a middle-aged beauty.

The monks in the hall were first shocked that the old monk was a white lotus monster, and then looked at the middle-aged beauty, who seemed to be seven points similar to the statue worshipped by the White Lotus Sect. They were so shocked that their mouths opened wide and they couldn't make a sound.

"My concubine is Bai Wanrong."

The White Lotus Mother slowly said: "Of course, the world respects me as the White Lotus Mother!"

In front of the real immortal, the White Lotus Mother was too lazy to hide her identity.

"Amitabha!"

The chanting of Buddha's name continued in the hall, and many monks came to their senses and stood up one after another. The shining Buddha's light surrounded the Holy Mother of White Lotus in the center.

"Holy Mother!"

Another chanting of Buddha's name sounded, and nearly half of the monks stood behind the Holy Mother of White Lotus, revealing their identities.

"Master Jisi?"

"Miaojian?"

"Divine monk Jiyan, how could you..."

The monks in the Buddhist country couldn't believe that the fellow disciple who usually chanted scriptures and discussed Buddhism together turned out to be the White Lotus demon.

Jiyun looked up at the smiling and talking Lord Zhengjue, his hair stood on end, and he said in disbelief: "Lord?"

"Jiyun, I remember your last life, your Dharma name was Yongyan, and you were from the same school as my previous life Yonghua."

"In the previous life, I was a disciple of Master Mingku, oh, that is the current Master Zhending. The position of Arhat is in sight, congratulations!"

"The previous life... let's not talk about it!"

The Lord Zhengjue sighed and said: "I have already achieved Nirvana four times, and my memories of four lives are mixed. Sometimes I can't tell who I am. Jiyun, according to the records of Hinayana Buddhism, the ninth Nirvana can achieve Buddhahood."

"Do you think I can achieve the ninth Nirvana?"

"Lord..."

Jiyun was silent. Even if the Lord's talent is rare in a thousand years, the fourth Nirvana is already a fluke, and the ninth Nirvana is hopeless.

The Lord of Zhengjue asked again: "Who knows if one can become a Buddha after nine turns?"

The monks in the hall were silent. Hinayana Buddhism worships only one Buddha. The so-called nine turns of nirvana is just a legend, and no one has been able to become a Buddha through it. On the contrary, the great aspiration of Mahayana Buddhism to become a Buddha has allowed the arhats in the Buddha Realm to continue to be passed down to this day.

"If you can't become a Buddha, what's the point of worshipping it?"

The Lord of Zhengjue waved his hand, and the bright yellow robes instantly turned black, with white lotus patterns embroidered on them.

"From today on, this poor monk will be called Black Lotus!"

The momentum soared into the sky, and the immeasurable black divine light turned the hall into a dark devil's domain.

Infinite life...

Boundless Buddha Dharma...

Boundless sea of ​​suffering...

The endless Zen sound echoed in the devil's domain, manifesting all kinds of illusions and bubbles, eroding the minds of the monks in the Buddha Kingdom.

Zhou Yi frowned. The depth of the Lord's evil thoughts was rare in the world, and perhaps it had accumulated for more than one lifetime. Just as he was about to step forward and slap the king to death or wake him up, and teach him to be a good man again.

"The scum of Buddhism, let me deal with it!"

Fahai put his hands together and said, "I'll trouble the White Lotus Evil Buddha, Mr. Zhou."

"Good."

Zhou Yi's figure shook and turned into a Taoist priest.

The monks who were struggling to resist the devil's voice almost blinded their eyes when they saw the dark blue Taoist robe.

Hei Lian recited the Buddha's name repeatedly to stabilize his heart.

"How dare you, a bold monster, act rashly in front of the Buddha!"

Fahai strode forward, his figure suddenly grew, and in an instant he turned into a six-foot-tall golden body, with six arms like golden pillars supporting the sky.

Hei Lian's eyes were evil, and the black robe was waving, and the devil's light surged like a tide, rolling over.

"Evil obstacles, die!"

Fahai stepped on the devil's light wave, went upstream and came to Hei Lian, and six golden fists fell like raindrops.

Boom boom boom boom...

The dense magic light on the black lotus was shattered in an instant, and the severe pain that had not been experienced for hundreds of years came one after another.

"How dare you... Puff puff..."

"I am... puff puff..."

"Stop..."

The terrifying force fell on him, and Black Lotus's magic power was difficult to operate, and even the relic was cracked.

One step lost, every step lost, Black Lotus had no power to fight back under Fahai's fist.

"Waste!"

White Lotus Mother snorted coldly, and the vitality of heaven and earth shook, and she was about to cast a spell to imprison Fahai.

"Bodhisattva really likes to bully the weak."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and two golden lights intersected and cut towards the head of White Lotus Mother.

"True Dragon Scissors!"

White Lotus Mother's face changed slightly. This treasure was already famous. With a thought, she turned into a white lotus and disappeared.

Zhou Yi glanced at Fahai who was beating Black Lotus violently, followed the instructions of the demon atlas, and turned into a light to chase after him.

"Amitabha!"

Fahai chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and his six arms turned and smashed down.

The purest Buddhist Dharma contained in his fist was restraining the evil thoughts of Black Lotus. After a moment, he smashed Black Lotus's body into pieces.

The magic light in the hall gathered into a cloud, rolling up a black relic full of cracks and escaping outside the hall.

The relic performed the escape method, and its speed was as fast as that of a Yin God, and Fahai could not catch up.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless..."

The Buddha statue suddenly emitted a series of Zen sounds, and a giant palm covering the sky seemed to be slow but fast, grabbing the magic cloud and the relic in its hand.

Crunch!

The relic turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

The White Lotus believers who were still in the hall were horrified, and they turned into Buddha's light and fled.

"... Turn back now!"

The Buddha's palm generated endless suction, and the fleeing White Lotus believers fell into the palm uncontrollably, following the footsteps of Black Lotus.

"Amitabha!"

Fahai put his hands together and bowed to the Buddha statue.

The monks in the hall chanted the Buddha's name together: "Amitabha!"

Fahai retracted his three-meter golden body, strode to the futon in front of the hall, sat cross-legged, and looked around at the monks in the hall.

"The Buddha's country has fallen into the devil's land. I want to preach Buddhism here. What do you think?"

The monks in the hall glanced at the Buddha statue, which had returned to its original appearance. They seemed to have agreed, so they bowed.

"We are willing to practice Buddhism under the king's seat!"

"Good, good!"

Fahai said loudly: "The Buddha said: Killing is to protect life, and cutting karma is not to kill people..."

"???"

A monk in the hall asked in confusion: "King, is this Mahayana Buddhism?"

"This is the karma-cutting Buddhism that I practice!"